Category Archives: Happiness

Those subjects that cause us to smile or be full of wonder

Maple Tree Adoration Part Two: Beautiful Leaves, Delicious Syrup

There is no secret why I named my blog Maplewood Press: I adore maple trees.               Even as a young child I was fascinated by these magical trees. Why do I think Maple Trees are magical? Beautiful Leaves: When you conjure up the perfect romantic vision of New England, […]

Self-Help for Insomnia

Having trouble falling asleep?  Too much on your mind?    Before you reach for a sleep medication that may have side effects, please try my techniques that I have used for years and have taught to many people.         When a baby has trouble falling asleep, what does the mother do? She cuddles […]

A New Englander’s Take on the Big Easy’s Mardi Gras

Normally trees don’t bloom in February. In New Orleans, Louisiana they do. They bloom with colorful strands of beads that remain there for weeks, possibly months! Or… the beads were tossed from creatively decorated floats by masked and costumed people to exuberant and loud spectators and they were caught instead by the trees. Most people […]

New Year Re-set Toward Happiness

Happy New Year and a Happy Re-set! Re-set? Yes, we have 356 unknown days ahead of us. Sure, some are predetermined such as holidays, birthdays, vacations, and such, but the actual content of those days is not set in stone. When we were kids the passing of time seemed so slow! Then as we grew […]

Amateur Radio Dad

Silent Keys When I was young, my Dad woke me up late at night and whispered, “Shh, come listen.” Mother would have never approved of me being up so late, but Dad was the kind who tended to break rules if there was an adventure to be had. And I was always ready to be his side-kick in […]

Three Generations of Sledding

Sleds have been moving heavy objects and people over snow for hundreds of years. That is all well in good, but I consider the best use of a sled, is for fun!             Three Generations of Sledding: Let’s start with my Mom’s Generation: My mother’s face would light up when […]